Sword of Coming

After Zhong Kui left the post house, he was put into an old locust tree that looked like a gavel tree by the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest suddenly turned around, shrunk thousands of miles away, and came to the yard where Chen Ping'an was in one step.

Chen Pingan, who was still in a daze and had not yet recovered, hurriedly bent down, cupped his hands and clasped his fists, "Junior Chen Pingan pays homage to the old immortal master."

Zhong Kui had previously talked about his death and Taoism in an understatement, but when he mentioned the Taoist priests in Taiping Mountain, he did not hide his closeness to them.

The old Taoist stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, "No need to be polite."

Chen Pingan straightened up and asked, "I wonder if the old immortal master has come back again, but is there something wrong?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at Chen Pingan, nodded and said: "If you can tie him down, you are a true hero. No wonder Huang Ting and Zhong Kui both admire you."

Chen Ping'an didn't understand, but he didn't ask any more questions.

The old Taoist priest was in a good mood and asked with a smile: "You call yourself a swordsman, where is your sword?"

The old Taoist priest from Taiping Mountain turned a blind eye to Feijian Chuyi and Fifteenth who had previously appeared from the Sword-raising Gourd.

Chen Ping'an said frankly: "I used to practice boxing, and just now I practice swordsmanship, so now when I practice swordsmanship, I just use the empty sword posture, and more of it is visualization in my mind."

The old Taoist priest said to himself: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have been busy competing with others on deductions. Not to mention losing, I should have missed watching your situation in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land."

The old Taoist is tall and wears a hibiscus crown, which symbolizes one of the three branches of Taoism. His Taoist robe is plain white, and he has white hair and beard. He is very immortal.

Chen Pingan didn't know how to answer, so he didn't speak.

Facing such wise old gods, there is no need to be smart. Any whitewashing is no more than an old woman putting on rouge or a child wearing official uniform, just making people laugh.

The old Taoist priest suddenly asked: "I can lend you a sword, whether it is a period of time or a hundred years, we can negotiate. You can exchange it for a magic weapon, or you can pay Guyu money."

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Thank you, old immortal master, for your kindness, but I actually already have a sword."

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed, "Besides, I don't have any Grain Rain money on me."

The old Taoist priest didn't force it. The reason why he wanted to lend the sword to the young man on the spur of the moment was because he admired the thousand-year agreement between him and Zhong Kui too much.

There was also a deeper layer of selfish kindness inside, but after the words were spoken, I already felt a little regretful.

It’s better not to overthrow the seedlings and encourage them to grow.

The Fuqi sect's rebellion made the old Taoist a little worried.

As for why he returned to the small courtyard, he saw something strange in Chen Pingan's heart. It seemed that the death of Zhong Kui had a great impact on this person's mentality.

But when he looked at it carefully, he felt relieved again.

As a practitioner, the taboo mind is like a boat drifting with the tide. As for those whose moods are as chaotic as catkins, in the eyes of old Taoist priests, they are no longer worthy of talking about taboos. They should not practice Taoism at all. After cultivating Taoism, they climbed to a higher realm by luck. All just for the sake of fighting for the chance, fighting for magic weapons and spiritual energy, and walking down the mountain to walk in the world. , apart from showing off one's power and dominating others, what else can one do good?

It's just that the old Taoist can't stand the many Qi practitioners who don't cultivate their minds, so they can only guard the three-thirds of an acre of Taiping Mountain to keep the style of their family at the top of the mountain.

Chen Ping'an asked shamelessly: "I wonder if the old immortal master has a mountain-protecting formation?"

The old Taoist priest nodded and said: "I have two mountain-protecting formations in Taiping Mountain. The center of one formation is a bright moon mirror, which can illuminate the world's evil spirits and make them unable to hide. The distance depends on the cultivation level of the person holding the formation. High or low, once caught in the mirror, it can cause it to fall temporarily. After that, it is the turn of the Four Sword Formation. The four ancient swords are imitations of the four ancient immortal swords. They are the rank of the semi-immortal soldiers. After forming the sword formation, , is like an immortal weapon, thousands of miles away, arriving in a blink of an eye. If the old beast hadn't refined one of them, he would have been killed by the poor man long ago, and he would have been able to run thousands of miles away. It's okay. Now it has escaped death, but the immortal realm is divided into two parts. The old beast has just reached the twelfth realm, and the realm is unstable. In addition, it has to be suppressed by the rules of this world. Now that the life object is destroyed, the real body is destroyed again. It's no longer worth mentioning that it poked several holes and hurt the soul."

When the old Taoist priest mentioned the old ape with the sword on his back, he was full of murderous intent. The majestic aura was like substance. The white mist was like thin streams of water lingering around. The old Taoist priest calmed down and the vision disappeared. This was actually One of the sequelae of the fall, "The trouble is that the old beast suddenly burrowed into the ground, followed a broken ancient dragon vein, and disappeared. It was probably a premeditated retreat."

The old Taoist priest pointed to the top of his head, "The poor Taoist had a fight with the old beast before, and then he defeated a Yin Ming boss. A certain Confucian saint who was responsible for the canopy above Tongye Continent saw it, and landed on us. In Taiping Mountain, when they learned that Zhong Kui was dead, they were furious and went to hunt down the white ape in person. However, they unexpectedly hid it for the old beast. Now it’s up to Huang Ting, who has some causal connection with it, to find out some clues. As long as it is discovered, even if Huang Ting dies in battle, one of the seventy-two saints who accompany him in the Confucian Temple will be able to kill him with one strike if he is well prepared this time."

Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "This is the worst case scenario. That girl Huang Ting has always been lucky. She has sharpened her temper in the Ouhua Blessed Land. She has two ancient swords to protect her. Chasing the white ape may be an opportunity to break the situation. .”

Chen Ping'an hummed.

The old Taoist priest smiled and joked, "After I was forcibly dragged out of the Ouhua Blessed Land by the poor Taoist, I thought I would complain to her for a long time. Unexpectedly, this girl didn't even say a word. She mentioned you many times along the way and said that she must go there in the future. Dali Longquan is looking for you."

The old Taoist priest gently waved his sleeves, "It's strange, I am not a talkative person, and my words tonight are worth the saliva I have spoken for decades. Let's get back to the topic, my mountain protection formation in Taiping Mountain has a long history, and it is both offensive and defensive. Even many of the sects and authentic sects of the Middle-earth Divine Continent are nothing more than this. I can’t teach you the refining and operation methods privately. This involves the luck of the mountains and rivers in Taiping Mountain, but I have a mountain guarding formation myself. , obtained from the secret cave of an ancient immortal, it is extremely lethal, but it can be sold to you, but it is too expensive. It takes money to build, and to maintain the operation of the large array requires the luck of the landscape. Pindao originally planned that one day, if Huang Ting If you want to establish your own family, open a sect elsewhere in Tongye Continent, or simply marry as a woman and become a Taoist couple, and then give her a dowry, you will inevitably have to take out most of the coffin."

Chen Pingan swallowed. It had nothing to do with Huang Tinghe's dowry or coffin book, but he was frightened by those four words, "Too expensive"!

The old Taoist priest noticed Chen Ping'an's hesitant look, laughed loudly, and joked: "It's a good plan, a poor Taoist likes it!"

Before Chen Pingan could figure out the connection, the old Taoist priest no longer mentioned the Mountain Guarding Formation and reminded him softly: "Chen Pingan. Although I don't know what treasures you have with you, it can conceal the secrets and prevent others from deducing them." Divination of your direction and fortune, but you must cherish this kind of thing, it is truly a rare item, there is only one in the whole Taiping Mountain, and it was left by our founder."

Chen Ping'an thought of the humble oil-paper umbrella and nodded heavily.

Look at Chen Pingan.

The old Taoist priest was very pleased.

Huang Ting, the female crown, and Zhong Kui, the gentleman, are among the few old Taoist priests who have gained the Dharma's eyes.

Now add this Chen Ping'an.

The old Taoist priest felt that it would be better to live in Tongyezhou, a corner in the southeast, or in the vaster world, there would be as many young people like this as possible.

The world is in chaos again.

There are still pillars.

In order to prevent the ghost of Zhong Kui, the old Taoist priest was taken to the Underworld Road by the boss of the underworld. He fell into a bad situation. He knew that he would never have a chance to make up for the biggest regret in his heart.

This Patriarch of Taiping Mountain, after successfully ascending to the Immortal Realm, was given the title of Guan Miao Tianjun by his Taoist lineage, which gave him a transcendent status.

The biggest regret in the life of the old Taoist priest is that in history, no matter whether it is the Confucian orthodox Haoran world or the Taoist Qingming world, as long as a Taoist rises from a true king to a heavenly king, no matter which of the three branches he belongs to, he can The patriarch was invited to come in person and hand over the Taoist robe, crown and a token. However, Guanmiao Tianjun, as the latest Tianjun in the Taoist lineage, was not able to see the great master in person. Leave Bai Yujing and come to this vast world. Lord Tian didn’t dare to speculate, but people all over the Taiping Mountain were speculating about it. For this reason, the leader of the Taiping Mountain sect even went to the northernmost academy of Tongye Continent and asked tentatively whether it was It wasn't the Confucian saints who had enshrined the statues in the Confucian Temple who interfered, which prevented the emergence of their leader.

The Master of the Academy Mountain was also a cheerful person. He was too lazy to go around in circles with the Taipingshan Sect Master and asked with a smile. The other two Masters may have such "treatment", but based on the close relationship between your Taoist Master and our Confucianism, He wants to come to Haoran Tianxia, ​​who will stop him?

After getting this answer, Lao Tianjun became more and more depressed.

After thinking about it, I can only think that my realm is high enough, but my Dao is still small, so the headmaster deliberately beat himself up.

Before the battle at Taiping Mountain, Lao Tianjun still thought that if he reached the Ascension Realm in the future, he would eventually be able to meet the Master.

Now it has completely become a luxury.

No regrets at all, regrets are inevitable.

Just as the old Taoist priest was about to leave, Chen Ping'an said, "Thank you, Old Master!"

The old Taoist priest smiled and asked, "Why are you thanking me? Is it because of Zhong Kui's fall?"

The old Heavenly Lord shook his head, "No need, Taipingshan owes him this."

Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "Thank you Old Master and Taiping Mountain for letting me know that the gods on the mountain also have a chivalrous heart that is kind to the world."

The old Taoist priest suddenly felt very good, "Well, I never thought that you are similar to Zhong Kui. You are very good at flattering others."

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "That's my truth."

The old Taoist priest looked at the young man with a smile, "True flattery, that's what makes people feel comfortable."

The old Taoist Yufeng left.

A little head was lying on the window, staring blankly at the yard.

Strangely enough, no one in the post house noticed the appearance of Zhong Kui and Lao Tianjun. Only Pei Qian, perhaps by accident, looked at Chen Ping'an in the yard in the middle of the night.

Chen Pingan looked back at Pei Qian and said, "Go to bed."

Not bad, as soon as Chen Pingan spoke, Pei Qian moved a stool, climbed up to the window sill with his legs and feet, jumped down, and landed firmly.

Chen Pingan asked: "If you don't sleep, what are you doing here?"

Pei Qian said flatteringly: "I can't sleep, so I'll talk to you for a while."

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said that he wanted to practice boxing. If you want to stay, you can stay.

After looking at the stick of incense, Pei Qian felt sleepy. After talking to Chen Ping'an, he took a deep breath, sprinted towards the window sill of the room, jumped up high, probably trying to press his hands on the window sill first, and then My legs were stretching wildly, thinking that I would be majestic when I jumped up.

As a result, his chin suddenly hit the window sill.

Falling backward.

Chen Pingan turned his head and couldn't bear to look directly.

Pei Qian sat on the ground, covered his mouth with his hand, turned his head, his eyes were dim with tears, and he was about to cry.

Chen Pingan walked over, knelt down, gently took her hand away, looked at it, and asked with a smile: "Are you still acting heroic?"

Tears fell down the little girl's dark face.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to put away his smile and help her stand up, "There is a little girl who is similar to you. She is also so frizzy, but she can endure the pain better than you. If it were her, she would definitely face her now. I laugh, and maybe even reassure me not to worry.”

Chen Pingan added, "But everyone has his own temperament, and you don't need to imitate her."

The two of them sat at the stone table.

Pei Qian only dared to open his mouth slightly and asked vaguely: "What's her name?"

Chen Pingan said: "Her name is Li Baoping, she likes to wear red cotton-padded jackets, and she also likes to call me little uncle."

Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "Do you like her very much?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Is there any junior uncle in the world who doesn't like Li Baoping? !

She is right.

Pei Qian remained silent.

Chen Pingan asked: "You just watched me practice boxing while walking, how was it?"

Pei Qian looked confused. This time he was not pretending. He didn't know why he asked this.

Chen Ping'an also became confused, "You never thought about studying secretly?"

Pei Qian asked, "Why should I imitate you and walk around?"

She stood up with high spirits, bared her teeth and claws, pretended to draw her sword out of its sheath, put her fingers together and poked wildly, jumped a few times, and also performed a set of Wang Ba punches, showing off her skills, and said: "Of course I want to learn Learn the most powerful moves!"

Chen Ping'an didn't find anything ridiculous, but looked solemn.

On Ouhua Fudi Street, Lu Fang wields his sword.

Chen Ping'an's school dragon.

And the divine drumming style to defeat Zhong Qiu.

Mixed with some scattered moves of the devil Ding Ying.

Not to mention similar in appearance.

but.

Someone once said that practicing boxing without practicing it will make ghosts and gods laugh. But what if you were to practice boxing and throw away all the boxing frames in one step to practice your true meaning?

In Chen Pingan's impression, there is only one person who can do it.

Sure enough.

Chen Pingan asked a question: "What did you see when you stared at Taoist Shao during the day?"

Pei Qian didn't dare to answer.

Chen Pingan said: "As long as you don't lie, it doesn't matter what you say."

Pei Qian then looked around and said softly: "I think that guy named Shao has bad intentions and is not a good person."

Chen Pingan asked the second question, "Can you see the old Taoist priest tonight?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously.

Chen Pingan was a little helpless.

That was the Taipingshan Patriarch who used the great magical power of Abbot Heaven and Earth.

Chen Pingan asked again, "If you become successful in martial arts in the future and you feel someone has bullied you, what will you do? Tell the truth!"

Pei Qian hesitated, "You only hit him half to death with one punch?"

Seeing that Chen Pingan seemed to be angry, he simply broke the jar, crossed his arms across his chest, and said angrily: "Punch him to death and knock him down!"

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "What if you are actually wrong?"

Pei Qian said confidently: "I stay with you every day, how can I make mistakes!"

Chen Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry in his heart, and asked with a straight face: "But one day you will travel by yourself and travel around the world."

Pei Qian said resolutely: "I won't! Why should I go out alone? There are so many bad guys outside, what should I do if I can't beat them? Also, if I don't bring enough money when I arrive and I starve every day, I'll steal it Rob, if you know it, you will beat me and scold me again, what can I do? Right, so I still won’t go out."

Chen Ping'an asked: "What if one day you become very good at martial arts and are even better than me?"

Pei Qian frowned, thought carefully, shook his head and said, "I'm lazy. I like to sleep the most, and I'm afraid of pain. It's not like you don't know. When I walked, there were blisters on the soles of my feet. When I opened them, I My throat was hoarse from crying. When you fought with someone in the inn, you could see the bones in both arms. You couldn't cry, but I couldn't. If I looked down at my arms, I might faint from shock. It’s over. Well, it would be great if there was a peerless martial arts in the world that could be practiced overnight without having to endure hardship.”

Chen Pingan held back his laughter, "You also know that you are lazy, unmotivated, and timid?"

Pei Qian drooped his head, dejected.

Chen Pingan asked: "Why don't you speak?"

Pei Qian said aggrievedly: "My jaw hurts."

Chen Pingan smiled, turned his back, leaned against the stone table, and looked at the night sky.

Pei Qian imitated him, but she was so small that she could only press the back of her head against the stone table.

Chen Pingan said softly: "After the New Year, you will be eleven years old, so you should read more books and learn more principles."

There is still a long way to go.

It’s really more tiring than practicing boxing for millions of times.

But it's good.

It was rare for Chen Ping'an to talk to Pei Qian more about what was in his heart, "When I was in my hometown, I was a little older than you and had never read a book. Mr. Qi told me that truth is in books and life is outside books."

Chen Ping'an finally murmured: "I hope everyone in the world can meet a Mr. Qi when they are young."

Pei Qian is still the little girl who only likes to choose what she likes to listen to.

For example, Chen Pingan said that she will be eleven years old next year.

In this world, only Chen Ping'an can remember this. She is ten years old this year and eleven next year.

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The old Taoist priest from Taiping Mountain suddenly stopped and took out the locust tree. Zhong Kui's ghost appeared and fell.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Zhong Kui saw the most familiar person standing not far away, the master of Dafu Academy, his husband.

The Master of Academy Mountain just looked at Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui asked in a low voice: "Sir?"

The mountain owner seemed to have been unable to believe this bad news before, and even now he could not believe what he saw before him, "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this."

In a sudden thought, he should not have gone to Biyou Mansion, and should not have allowed this disciple who was "the most popular in my life" to go to Taiping Mountain. He should just stay in the inn of that border town and stare at the nine-tailed fox that cannot be seen.

Although the nine-tailed fox is a great demon in the twelfth realm, her identity is too special and her seniority is too high, so her real name has already been leaked. As long as Zhong Kui knows the true names of all the ancient great demons in the world, as long as he is in the world, It is equivalent to having the power to protect yourself.

No one thought that the sword-carrying white ape in Taiping Mountain was the culprit of the escape of the demon from the prison.

Zhong Kui really couldn't stand the current atmosphere and said loudly: "Sir, it's just your duty. Scholars should either educate the people with knowledge and help the country, or they can eliminate demons and defend the Tao with their righteousness..."

The mountain owner was furious, "Need you to tell me these great principles?!"

Zhong Kui was as silent as a cicada.

Lord Tianjun sighed, "If the academy comes to accuse us, we at Taipingshan will never shirk it."

When the mountain master faced the old Taoist priest, he no longer treated Zhong Kui with the same attitude. He said respectfully: "My brother may be angry, but he will not raise an army to hold him accountable. Furthermore, what crime is there in Taiping Mountain? Why did Tianjun ever blame Zhong Kui? Kui can't protect Taiping Mountain? Why can't he protect that Earth Immortal?"

Zhong Kui added softly: "Sir, the old Taoist priest's name is Liang Su."

The mountain owner is getting angry again.

Zhong Kui shut up immediately.

The old Taoist priest said with emotion: "After this disaster, Tongye Continent may be slightly better in the future, but Posu Continent and Fuyao Continent may be in chaos. Previously, heavy treasures were born in the three continents. It is indeed the plan of the demon clan."

Then the old man whispered: "Your academy must protect that young man from Fuji Zong. He can break this matter..."

Didn't go on.

The mountain master nodded and said: "Of course it is. I have already discussed it with the Fuqi Sect. The young man will enter Dafu Academy under a pseudonym. As for whether he will become a Confucian disciple in the future, it all depends on the young man's own wishes."

The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Ji Hai's retreating disciples are running to become sages and gentlemen, why can't Fuji Sect fight with you?"

The mountain master mentioned the Fuji Sect and the great monk Ji Hai with some regret, "Ji Hai said frankly that whether he accepts the young man as his direct disciple or gives him the weapon, it is all right. However, when he saw the young man, Ji Hai couldn't help but feel sad. Being calm will hinder your cultivation, and you will never be able to reach the Immortal Realm in your lifetime. How will you go to the Great Sword Qi Wall and kill the other Twelve Realm Great Demons in the future?"

The old Taoist priest looked regretful, "Tongyezhou is the only immortal Taoist couple who has reached the fifth realm. It is a rare match made in heaven. It is a pity. It will be very difficult for Ji Hai to break through the realm. The more you insist on begging, the harder it will be for the inner demons. eliminate."

The mountain master smiled bitterly and said: "Some things can be persuaded by others, but some things cannot be persuaded."

The old Taoist priest sighed.

The difficulty of cultivating the Tao is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

It's just that a long time ago, it was said that it was not difficult to ascend to heaven, but difficult to cultivate the Tao.

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The Divine Continent of Middle-earth is the top of the most majestic mountain.

There is a god in golden armor, holding a sword with both hands and covered with face armor. The face of this god cannot be seen clearly. He is standing next to a stone tablet on the top of a mountain, while an old Confucian scholar is sitting cross-legged on the top of the stone tablet, which is extremely rude.

The old man pinched his fingers in his sleeves and patted his thigh, "It's a great kindness!"

The golden-armored god twitched his lips.

The old man was very proud and asked: "How is my retreating disciple doing?"

The golden-armored god who had been pestering the old guy for a full month said impatiently: "Okay, okay, okay?"

The poor old man pointed at the god who was almost as high as the huge stone monument, and laughed and said: "I like your unyielding behavior the most."

Then the old man started to talk about how brave he was in those days, "I think back when I had a fight with someone, and after they lost, they all behaved like you, and I felt comfortable."

The golden-armored god is one of the great righteous gods of the Five Sacred Mountains in the entire Middle-earth Divine Continent. He sneered: "Who suggested that you, a poor scholar, be allowed to enter the Confucian Temple? Just tell me and I will ask him if he is blind. Dog eyes.”

This is a great unsolved case recognized by Confucianism.

The old scholar smiled mischievously, "What do you think?"

No matter how good-tempered Master Suishan is, he will still be irritated if someone keeps nagging him in his ears for a whole month. What's more, this bad old man has always been a good person. How can he do anything good?

Immediately he became rude and said, "I guess your uncle!"

The old scholar raised his thumb and pointed at himself, "It's not my uncle, but the founder of our Confucianism. I wish he was my uncle. Alas, it's a pity..."

The great god Suishan, who was famous for his unruly nature, had a sullen face, straightened his back, released his sword hilt with both hands, and saluted with fists clasped in front of Fangtiandi, which was regarded as an apology to the sage master.

The old scholar thought to himself and said: "You know me, I am a very thin-skinned person. I always like to tell myself that I will not be rewarded for my merits, but I am a highly educated person, I can write good articles, and I can explain my principles wonderfully, so our gentleman The Most Holy Master found me, and he spoke earnestly and kindly to persuade me. I was deeply moved. The Most Holy Master said many things about me that I thought were ordinary, but one of them really touched my heart. Go, since ancient times, sages must be true heroes, and heroes may not be saints! When I heard this, I felt that the most holy master understood me, so I made a small request to this patriarch..."

Master Suishan said solemnly: "I don't want to hear it, shut up!"

The old scholar sighed and lamented: "Why can't you tell the difference between good and bad?"

Master Suishan sneered: "If I can carry the good and the bad, can I let you go up the mountain?"

The old scholar rubbed his chin, and felt that he was not taking any responsibility in this matter, so he immediately changed his words and said: "That old cow-nosed guy in Donghai has a really unpleasant temperament, but he is still a decent person. He spends a lot of money and does not lose his status. Son. I know that I gave the child a good thing, although it will not help his cultivation. Things and things in the world are worse than coincidences. It can just help hide the secrets of the heavens. It is worse than the broken bamboo hat that A Liang used to wear. Just for this handwriting , I will not argue with him about the dirty things he did in Ouhua Paradise."

Master Suishan said sarcastically: "Even if you want to fight with him right now, can you?"

The old scholar said earnestly: "We scholars still have to distinguish ourselves from others in terms of principles. Fighting, killing, and breaking the sky are not considered real skills."

For the first time, Master Suishan did not refute.

The old scholar held his sleeves with his hands, and the strong wind on the top of Suishan Mountain was stirring. Even the golden armor of Suishan Master had ripples of talismans, but the old scholar's sleeves and hair did not flutter at all.

The old scholar said softly: "It is difficult for a saint to die, but it is difficult for a gentleman to live."

"Among all schools of thought, we are the only Confucians who do not pay special attention to guardians. The academies are the greatest guardians of scholars in the world. In the three great universities and seventy-two academies in the world, there are all such gentlemen who died before becoming saints. . I think these gentlemen who are not smart enough are the backbone of our world and can..."

When the old scholar said this, he suddenly ran out of words. He turned around and shouted, "Silly man, please think of an explanation."

Great God Suishan said calmly: "Stand upright to the sky and the earth."

The old scholar patted his thigh again, "Great kindness!"

Suishan Great God said coldly: "You have never been a Confucian gentleman."

The old scholar was silent.

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In the Confucian Temple, a saint walked out of his clay statue. The altar was extremely high, and the statue was extremely close to the Holy Master in the center. He was also leading a young man who had followed him from another world to the Haoran World.

After leading the young man across the threshold, the saint turned his head and glanced at the vacant spot for the statue, and smiled at the young man: "If you have a chance in the future, you can compete with someone."